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Monthly Archives: July 2014

Today will be a good day. I felt it as soon as I woke up, the sheepish smile on my face expanding when I realized that ma’ami was still asleep. She would have woken me up with slaps and insults to go fetch water otherwise. It is part of...

One of the things that has endeared me to the heart of this country is the morals with which we grew up in. My mum is a Yoruba woman and as most of you know Yoruba people are synonymous with what?…. (Don’t chorus PARTY yet) I meant RESPECT, although...

There are untold stories of Nigerians making history and impacting positively to improve human condition in the Diaspora and here is one of such stories. Olowolafe is only 28 years old, but he has already distinguished himself in the world of of business and also as a philanthropist....

It is amazing how new dance moves always emerge in Nigeria and even Africa as a whole. I have tried to get answers but I still do not get how these dances get their names. I took time to ponder on this topic after I got to know...

Whoever said you can’t be a jack of all trade and master of all hasn’t met the highly talented Nigerian athlete and multiple record holder Blessing Okagbare who has excelled in all her chosen fields and has evidently brought great pride and honor to the green and white nation,...

The Naija Spirit: When things go wrong, there is one thing Nigerians know how to do. As the saying goes, we do turn lemons into lemonade through our ingenious and inspired sense of humour. This Naija spirit ignites a positive light wherever and whenever we go; a spirit that...

Whenever Nigeria is talked about in economic terms, it is mostly around the statistic that 69% of its residents live below the poverty line i.e. live on less than $2/day. This is despite the fact that Nigeria is a resource-rich country with Africa’s largest oil deposits, and has...

Looking at the world through my eyes, I see a people, who wake up early enough to fend for themselves, Through my eyes I take an unflinching honest look at the society of today, the place I was born to meet. I wasn’t born in the 60s or...

This post is particularly for the arty and creative readers of #awanaija, however, it will give me great joy if it turns out to be a source of inspiration to someone who before this post was not arty. If you are good at imagining and creating or interpreting...

I was born black and growing up was fast. I grew up to realize I was gradually hating everything around me, my skin colour, my place of birth, my back ground, my environment, my Government and my country. I needed a miracle, I believed in a change, but...

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Pearly teeth, beautiful eyes, superb afro, fist sized breasts, unbelievable waist, not so wide a hip, a perfect curve of a rump that could pass for a Guinness Book of Records contender, and above all of these; a beautiful mind with the sweetest demeanor. Well, that was until fourteen months ago. He had done the right thing, he had married his queen. He loved how she still decked herself in her finery, her denim pants and turtlenecks when outside and her wicked bum shorts when they were alone. How glorious that day felt when five months into their marriage, she showed him the result of the pregnancy test. She still wore her tight fitting outfits, she was still smashing hot, but the demeanor diminished with each passing trimester. Her cravings were unbelievable; if she wanted coffee, it had to be from the Colombian mountains and they had to be beans of a certain weight and harvested at a certain altitude. If she wanted chocolates, it had to be made from cocoa plucked at 5:15 in the morning in the south of Ghana. If it wasn’t catfish with three pairs of whiskers with the exact same length caught from the Ikogosi warm spring (an impossibility mind you), then the peppersoup was cyanide to her. Her demands became more unimaginable as her denims became more difficult to fit in. “Hurry up, Enyinnaya, aaaah!” she grunted in pain.

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Moremi and the other demigods had never even seen the mythical “Script” much less read it, so she found it difficult to believe the senseless killings going on in her precious Nigeria would eventually lead to any good. Her mind was made up, she would find another demigod who would join her and return to earth to prevent more massacres and the looming war. She knew it would be a difficult task as security measures to deter higher beings from going to earth were constantly being improved especially after the most recent incident when Hancock and a few other angels decided to use earth as a vacation spot and parade themselves as superheroes to the humans. She also knew, that what she was about to do was a risk worth taking and she would have no regrets even if non of the other demigods joined her and she got caught trying to return to earth. “Maybe its part of my role in ‘The Script’”, she thought to herself, “After all, I was once human”.

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